. . . by Robert Louis Stevenson, written during a serious illness some years before his death, as his own epitaph:

Under the wide and starry sky
Dig the grave and let me lie:
Glad did I live and gladly die,
And I laid me down with a will.

This be the verse you ‘grave for me:
Here he lies where he long’d to be;
Home is the sailor, home from the sea,
And the hunter home from the hill.

It is indeed ‘graved on his tomb (above) on the Samoan island of Upolu, where Stevenson spent his last years.

This is the view from the tomb:

The bas-relief portrait of Stevenson above is by Augustus Saint-Gaudens.  You can click on the image to enlarge it.